Chapter 4 Opportunities to make a fortune
Cao Zhen didn't know that Li Ke had so many psychological activities for him, so he hurriedly caught up with the Xianyun train and returned to the deserted Sibaofeng in half an hour.
"Master is back, Master is back!"
The fat boy Bei Yan was waiting at the entrance of the courtyard when he saw Cao Zhen coming back. He quickly stepped forward to take the fish basket and put it on his back. He turned and ran into the courtyard and shouted to the tall, long-legged beautiful woman who was practicing swordsmanship: "Second senior sister, master today Caught a lot of fish..."
The second senior sister frowned subconsciously when she heard the word "fish". She had been eating fish every day for the past two months, and she was really about to vomit! Although the taste of fish cooked by Master is different every time, fish is still fish after all.
Nowadays, the sweat stains from practicing the sword smell like fish! But Master is still happy to go fishing.
"Apprentices, tonight we are eating West Lake vinegar fish." Cao Zhen walked into the courtyard and immediately felt the dissatisfied look in the second senior sister's eyes. He still thought about himself and said happily, "It's delicious."
"Is the West Lake Fish in Vinegar the West Lake in the Legend of White Snake told by Master?" Xiao Beiyan popped his head out of the kitchen and said with twinkling eyes, "Beiyan still likes to listen to Master's story about Journey to the West. Today's story after dinner is still about Journey to the West. ? I really want to know how Sun Dasheng escaped from being trapped under the Five Elements Mountain."
When the second senior sister heard about Journey to the West after dinner, she sheathed her sword silently and turned around to call other senior sisters and brothers to come out to help the master pack the fish and prepare to cook and eat.
In two months, several disciples who were not very good at collecting fish are now more skilled than the fishmongers selling and killing fish outside.
Everyone was busy for a while, and the five masters and apprentices sat down in an orderly manner according to age. When they saw Cao Zhen using chopsticks to pick up a piece of fish and put it into his mouth, they also picked up their rice bowls and started to eat.
Second Senior Sister Yan Yourong was holding her rice bowl and coldly peeked at Senior Sister Lingxi beside her. Senior Sister Lingxi, who was eating, felt the urging look in her eyes, sighed softly, put down the rice bowl in her hand and looked at Cao Zhen.
"Master, when will you practice again?" Lingxi looked at Cao Zhen in embarrassment, "You practiced day and night that day, and we were all worried that you would go crazy. You finally came back from the gate of hell, and we were afraid that you would come back again. Practice in a hurry. Fortunately, you are not obsessed with practicing anymore, which makes us very happy. But... now you don't practice at all..."
When the senior sister said this, everyone else put down their bowls and chopsticks, and even a teenager like Bei Yan showed a worried expression.
Cao Zhen caught the colorful phoenix tail today and gathered the last ingredients for the Little Dragon Tiger Pill. He knew that it would only take two days to prepare the pill. Not to mention a big disciple of Xingyao Peak, he would have to face the entire planet by then. Yaofeng could even shout, 'I want to fight ten. ’
He took the chopsticks and gently tapped the fish on the table and said: "Eat first, then don't eat, the fish will be fishy when it gets cold. Lingxi, as the senior sister, you take the lead in eating, and you will definitely win as the teacher..." "
"Master, do you know the odds at Shifang Casino?" Senior sister Lingxi sighed, preparing to teach her blindly optimistic master a lesson, "Master, the odds for you to sustain an undefeated period of three breaths are five to one. , the time to maintain an unbeaten five-breath period is to pay seven for one..."
"What about my odds of winning?" Cao Zhen felt that he had reached the moment when time travelers were sure to win and make money in gambling, so he quickly put down his bowls and chopsticks and asked seriously.
Even Cao Zhen, a time traveler, was almost vomiting after eating fish for two consecutive months. Although he also wanted to improve the recipes for his disciples, he had no money!
All the savings in the entire Four Treasures Peak are only fifty taels of spiritual stones. These spiritual stones are still needed for disciples and themselves to practice. There is no extra spiritual stone to improve their lives.
Cao Zhen has also been trying to find some way to make money these days, but he found that the body's predecessor was a little bit clumsy. In addition to training and taking apprentices every day, he just waited for the monthly calendar of the sect. Don't know how to make money.
Cao Zhen found that without understanding the economic laws of the Baifeng Sect, he could not give full play to the economic advantages of being a time traveler. Even if he wanted to be a Pinduoduo, he didn't know what to do.
gamble? Handicap? Cao Zhen heard that the odds were so high no matter how long he persisted, he suddenly realized that if he dropped the fifty taels of spirit stones to buy himself a win, wouldn't his hands cramp from counting the money?
Several disciples looked at Cao Zhen like an idiot.
Although as a disciple, it is disrespectful to look at Master with the eyes of an idiot!
However, the disciples really don't know what other methods to use to remind the master to wake up and stop dreaming.
Senior Sister Lingxi was stunned by the question. She found that she had only looked at the odds of how long Master could last, but not at all the odds of Master winning.
What does this mean? Senior sister Lingxi suddenly felt that she had made a big mistake! How disrespectful to Master! Otherwise, why would you not look at the odds of Master winning?
"Master! I was wrong!"
The senior sister Lingxi, who was sitting at the dining table a second ago, suddenly moved away from the dining table, then knelt down and kowtowed to Cao Zhen.
"Holy shit... come again..."
When Cao Zhen saw the sudden change in Lingxi's expression, he knew what his disciple was going to do, and immediately dropped his bowls and chopsticks to help him.
However...the strength is not enough!
As a master, Cao Zhen was not as strong as his eldest disciple. Although his brain reacted, his methods were slow and the opponent had already knocked him down.
"Get up quickly." Cao Zhen hurriedly went to help Lingxi. In the past two months... the number of times that the eldest disciple Lingxi suddenly knelt down and kowtowed was almost twice a day on average!
Cao Zhen couldn't understand why this senior sister liked to suddenly reflect on herself and then kneel down and kowtow.
Why does such a beautiful female disciple always do such mean things all of a sudden?
The only thing I understand is that Zhonghua Cloud's backup about the senior sister, speciality: 100% kneeling and kowtow style, what exactly is it.
"Master! This disciple is so disrespectful to the master! Please punish me with Master!" Lingxi knelt on the ground and buried his head in the ground. He said in a very tactful manner, "Master please punish me with the Peak Rules."
Cao Zhen rubbed his hands vigorously up and down in front of his face several times and sighed: "Here we go again, here we go again..."
"If the master does not punish, the disciple will..."
"Kneel until you die, I know." Cao Zhen interrupted Ling Xi and said, "I keep saying this every time, are you an NPC? In other words... OK, OK! According to the rules of the peak , you will be punished by copying Master’s greatest poem a hundred times.”
After hearing the punishment, Lingxi slowly stood up and returned to the dining table again.
"Lingxi..." Cao Zhen returned to his seat and said, "You are such a beautiful girl, don't kneel down for me at all times in the future, even if I say it, you won't listen..."
Xiang Ziyu raised his head and looked at Lingxi for the first time while holding the book, and said with a serious expression: "Sister, our Sibaofeng will not lose! Master will definitely win!"
"Why?" Lingxi looked at her junior brother with a puzzled expression. The moment she asked the question, she regretted it again, because she knew what this junior brother was going to say next.
"Because I (you) are the protagonist!"
Bei Yan and Xiang Ziyu, who had temporarily put aside their words, looked equally serious and shouted in unison.
Cao Zhen couldn't help but applauded from the side, that's right! This is his third disciple Xiang Ziyu! These are my four apprentices! Each brain circuit is so skeletal and amazing!
When Cao Zhen first heard Xiang Ziyu say that he was the protagonist when he just traveled through time, he also doubted whether the other party had also traveled through time? Later, after communicating with each other, I discovered that this kid... had just read too many stories and thought he was the protagonist.
‘Master, my parents died when I was young, I was born with an ancient immortal body and now a useless body, and I joined a run-down master’s mountain like you, which is a perfect standard protagonist template. Do you think so? ’
‘Master, I have learned a lot from studying [Geography] these days. When I get the opportunity to go out into the mountains to practice, I will go to Xianxian Cliff to jump once and see if I can get any adventure. ’
‘If there are no adventures in Xianxian Cliff, I will go to God-Demon Cliff to jump again! I have found several mysterious cliffs, and you can always find adventures by jumping a few more times, so you don't need to worry about my cultivation. ’
'Ziyu... I'm afraid that you won't have a second chance... Why don't you go and have a look at your brain? My teacher suspects that you are seriously ill. ’
‘Master! Do you also think that I only need to jump off a cliff once to get an adventure? You also see that I am seriously ill? That’s right! The protagonist usually has a serious illness before rising up! It seems that the disciple is getting closer and closer to rising! ’
When Cao Zhen thought of the chat he had with his third apprentice that day, he wanted to find 'Ha Shiyi', the author who wrote a lot of stories about gods and demons, and give him a good meal to relieve his anger. A good apprentice was fucked by this author. My brain is broken.
Dong dong dong...
A sudden knock on the door interrupted Cao Zhen's education of his disciples.
Everyone also looked at the gate of the courtyard curiously. As Baifeng's trolley, not to mention people, not even ghosts would come here and knock on the door.
"Please come in." Cao Zhen shouted, and Beiyan jumped up and opened the door latch and let the person in.
The visitor was young, and his green Taoist robe was embroidered with scenes of hundreds of peaks. When he saw Cao Zhen, he quickly saluted and said, "Peak Master, Elder Tongdie invites you."
Cao Zhen saw the Taoist robe on the other person and already knew that this person was a deacon of Baifeng, equivalent to a civil servant in his previous life. Only civil servants of Baifeng were qualified to wear Taoist robes embroidered with the scenery of Baifeng.
As for Elder Bronze Plate? Cao Zhen knew that this was a good friend of his former master's dead master. The last time he met him was at his master's funeral, and then the old man went into seclusion.
"Yourong, please keep an eye on Xiao Beiyan when he eats. Don't let him be picky about food. Also, keep an eye on my colorful anchovies. Come as soon as you go as a teacher." Cao Zhen stood up and left his seat to explain to the second senior sister Yan Yourong, and took a step forward He went straight to the door and said to the deacon, "Since it's the elder's invitation, let's go quickly."
The deacon took Cao Zhen on the department-specific Xianyun vehicle sent by the Ministry of Industry and went straight to the cave of Elder Tongdie of the Baifeng Sect.
Bei Yan was originally very happy to see his master leave, and he finally didn't need to eat the vegetables he didn't like, but when he saw the frosty second senior sister Yan Yourong, he still gave up! Compared to the senior sister, like my master, I have more trouble with the cold words of the second senior sister.